Nighttime Vultures (feat. Lex Diamonds)

Yo I rose early mornin spread my wings yawnin

Vague memory of last night now it's all dawnin

Look down and see dry blood all on my garment

It stained all my Guess farmer's colored enormous

I hopped up outta my bed holdin my head

Flashbacks of gun shots shot past my head

I can recall an eight man brawl three men fall

Bullets flew I had to drug my man behind a wall

Left a wet trail delivered these slugs like air mail

Directly at the cat that made my man blood spill

An eye for an eye you know my science of life

Is you man or mice thugs or the cowardly type

I kick the 98 **** for your ears to list

***** P where you headed it's time to pass kids

(what's the kids be doin' yo)

Kickin' rhymes that's true lies

Let me break 'em down to size minimize they air air time

After this you never will go back to that which

Sit back an' write half ass ****

The last official takin out the artificial

Let me relieve you replace that **** with some lethal

Mobb remember the name it's been along

That *****'s shook to death from the first ****** song

Fluidly my mind flooded with jewels infinite

The kinda rap bandits in attics stuck on some live ****

Bear witness to this diligent street cat

I carry myself hold myself down in fact

This one dedicated to my ****** on run

Holdin big gats go for your gun

Prepare to crush them we trust none

Man who ain't down with the clan

The Mobb dynasty apparantly you thought I was some other type

***** you could **** with you **** outta luck

Boss I break your compass throw you way off course

We buildin from ground up startin from ground zero

Mafia on da see the name upon the mirror

Durable physically fit raps articulate

You get your whole skeleton cracked somethin ridiculous

Still facinated by my ste

Little P wanna be me huh you no D

One time son you know we be the illest in this

Push the **** back QBC gat plottin to move back

The big mouth cat ship'll sink to the bottom

Easily overthrowin ****** rollin over ******

Yo crushed grills dollar bills swiss suit on

Screw on drysell ***** with his loot on

Watch this gun glock less fiends scopin out my rock ****

Diamond on some H&R Block ****

Hear me gets Larry and his sneakers are shot

Word to me Dunn the uniform do mean a lot

I approach lit up cousin sit up matter of fact get up

What fuss on the bottom face slit up

Yeah where you from I'm from here

You know Brina and Javier and Little Life doin thirty years

Analyzin this wise guy a look alike first prize guy

Lit up the thai said riiiight

Emotionally playin him close like I'm suppossed to be

Somethin spoke to me it was this little ***** pokin me

I heard sirens now turn around about to hit em

Son was pro nine with the emblem

Grabbed my goose down the walkie-talkie

Foul I'm loose now shot went off knocked the juice down

It ricocheted and hit a GS now here comes EMS Dunn was leanin near a ZX

Next time ****'s parental God slap fire out yer mental

Jet in a boat with rims to mental

One time son you know we be the illest in this

Push the **** back QBC gat plottin to move back

The big mouth cat ship'll sink to the bottom

Easily overthrowin ****** rollin over ******

We be the illest in this

Push the **** back QBC gat plottin to move back

The big mouth cat ship'll sink to the bottom

Easily overthrowin ****** rollin over ******